All Chapters of Sorry, I've Moved On: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Paula's thin fingers worked their magic as she set the table in the grand dining room. Seeing her work, a broad smile appeared on her lips.She ran back into the kitchen to get something and when she came back later, she felt satisfied with everything.Since it was their second anniversary today, Paula had sent all of her employees home to make dinner for her husband.Paula changed into a new dress she just bought, her appearance changing from a simple lady to an exquisite lady.For two years now, Paula had been married to Len. To celebrate this, she decided to cook dinner, talk with him, and maybe fix the holes in their relationship.Len was going to be back in ten minutes and this thought alone excited Paula. She desired to make amends with him and mend the issues that had arisen between them.However, time passed by quickly and Len was not yet back.Paula was starting to feel uneasy. Was Len going to miss their second anniversary after missing the first one?Despite the bitterness

Paula's phone rang, startling her awake. She stirred in her sleep, groggily reaching out to her phone.Squinting her gaze, she realized who the caller was."Hey, Yolanda," Paula said half-drowsily. "It is still very early. What is with the early call?"Yolanda is a close friend of Paula. They've been friends for quite some time now."Why are you still sleeping when your husband is about to be taken from you?" Something angry seemed to permeate Yolanda's voice as she spoke over the phone. "Explain to me why you must... I seriously don't want to say anything this morning because you won't listen but I think Len is really cheating on you.""Go easy on me, Yolanda!" Paula uttered, pouting her lips. "I just woke up, don't be mean!""This picture of Len with Melissa is going viral. It was taken two days ago! Isn't that your anniversary? Did he come to celebrate with you?" Yolanda asked, her voice carrying a heaviness.For some time, Paula was unable to respond.Yolanda was her only friend w

The faint sound of paper being flipped could be heard in the luxurious office. The man on the office chair, pressed his temples, his eyes on the document he was reading.Just then, the door to the office was opened and a man, dressed in suit came in, looking dapper and brisk."Mr. Bertram " Isak called, dropping the pictures he was holding on the table. "I got this just as you informed. He was last seen at the club."Len looked up from his book, his eyes slightly dimming as he gaped at the pictures. He picked one of the pictures and smirked. "Looks like he's enjoying life. Continue to keep an eye on him, he's as tricky as the tortoise. And don't let him know he's being tailed.""Okay Sir" Isak answered, grabbing the pictures from the table. He arranged them very well and turned to leave. However as he moved an inch, he stopped in his tracks as if he recalled something. "Sir, your name seem to be on the trending list again. There are many people asking about your relationship with Miss

It was the masquerade ball night. And every corner of the room was bathed in shiny gold and gleaming white. The hall was big enough to accommodate, comfortably, five hundred to six hundred guests. And luxurious enough to tell of the status and wealth of those who were in attendance.It was not for the average or the those of meagre earnings. Everyone who was there was a celebrity in their own realm. Be it in the corporate world or the entertainment industry. The famous, rich, the affluent and the powerful was expected to be there.And every year, every elite of the country, hosted the party and it was by invitation only. Even your plus one should be known."This year's ball is sure going to prove to be a memorable one." Melissa noted as she walked into the ballroom, her arm linked around a bored Len who would rather be anywhere than walking into this boring old party that had become something not of interest to him."It sure is, Melissa dear." Len's mother affirmed. She too was occupy

Paula had never been prouder of herself in that very moment as she received a solid, satisfactory ovation after her speech."Wow! I think you should add motivational speaker to the list of things you do." The master of the occasion was back with the microphone in his possession."Thank you." Paula laughed. Then she waved to the guest and went to stand by David's side."That was a brilliant speech, bellassima." He winked.She laughed. "Grazie mille, Signore." "Ah, she knows Italian. I'm impressed." David was truly impressed by her Paula. Now he had no more doubts about her capability. He was certain she would be a pleasure to work with. An interesting woman she was."We all know you can't be in the movie industry and not have a good grasp on other languages. It goes with the territory, you know that." She was still beaming. She was certainly enjoying the night.She was yet to wear her mask again. "Our hostess has said it all. It's time for us to mingle and have fun. Have a pleasant e